#mccann monday

[tailschannel]

Knuckles the Echidna mini-series to debut six episodes on 26 April

The long-awaited Sonic the Hedgehog movie mini-series, Knuckles, was officially announced by Paramount Pictures early Thursday.

A newly unveiled poster teased a six-episode streaming event on the Paramount Plus streaming service on 26 April 2024 in the United States and Canada. Viewers elsewhere will get the new show on 27 April.

The new live-action event series follows Knuckles (Idris Elba) on a hilarious and action-packed journey of self-discovery as he agrees to train Wade (Adam Pally) as his protégé and teach him the ways of the Echidna warrior. The series takes place between the films SONIC THE HEDGEHOG 2 and SONIC THE HEDGEHOG 3. In addition to Elba starring as the titular character, Adam Pally reprises his role from the film franchise as Wade Whipple. The ensemble cast includes guest stars Stockard Channing (The West Wing), Edi Patterson (The Righteous Gemstones), Scott Mescudi (Don’t Look Up), Ellie Taylor (Ted Lasso), Julian Barratt (Mindhorn), Rory McCann (Game of Thrones), Cary Elwes (MISSION: IMPOSSIBLE – DEAD RECKONING), Christopher Lloyd (Back to the Future), Paul Scheer (Black Monday), and Rob Huebel (Childrens Hospital). Special guest star Ben Schwartz will reprise his role as Sonic, as well as special guest star Tika Sumpter, reprising her role as Maddie. Colleen O’Shaughnessey will also return as a special guest star in her role as Tails.

The studio also uploaded a trailer on social media, which gave fans a closer look at the highly anticipated programme.

[justinspoliticalcorner]

Nikki McCann Ramírez at Rolling Stone:

The Democratic National Convention kicked off with a heavy dose of star power on Monday, with everyone from Golden State Warriors coach Steve Kerr to former presidential candidate Hillary Clinton speaking in support of Vice President Kamala Harris. But no one worked the crowd into more of a frenzy than Rep. Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez (D-N.Y.). 

“I’m here tonight because America has before us a rare and precious opportunity,” she said. “In Kamala Harris, we have a chance to elect a president who is for the middle class because she is from the middle class.”  Much like the early messaging of the Harris/Walz campaign, Ocasio-Cortez’s speech centered on the issues plaguing working-class Americans.  “Donald Trump would sell this country for $1 if it meant lining his own pockets and greasing the palms of his Wall Street friends,” she added. “I for one am tired of hearing about up how a two-bit union buster thinks of himself as more of a patriot woman who fights to lift working people up every single day.”  Ocasio-Cortez noted that Republicans often attack her past work as a bartender. They have ���attacked me by saying that I should go back to bartending. But let me tell you I’m happy to any day of the week because there is nothing wrong with working for a living,” she declared. “Imagine having leaders in the White House who understand that.” 

Ocasio-Cortez also threw an indirect nod to protesters calling for a ceasefire in Gaza and an arms embargo against Israel. Thousands descended upon Chicago to affirm their calls for Vice President Kamala Harris to break with President Joe Biden and endorse a harder stance against the Israeli government and their ongoing siege on Gaza.  Harris has been “working tirelessly to secure a ceasefire in Gaza and bringing hostages home,” Ocasio-Cortez said in her speech. 

Last night at the DNC, Rep. Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez (D-NY) torched Donald Trump in her speech good.

AOC delivered this money quote: “Donald Trump would sell this country for $1 if it meant lining his own pockets and greasing the palms of his Wall Street friends. I for one am tired of hearing about up how a two-bit union buster thinks of himself as more of a patriot woman who fights to lift working people up every single day.” #DNC2024 #DemConvention

See Also:

Daily Kos: AOC fires up DNC crowd with scorching swipe at 'two-bit union buster' Trump

[not-without-my-oreos]

As promised; here is a repost from Ao3. I have made a couple of changes for my own sanity.

Title: Half-Time

Pairing: Cabenson (Olivia Benson x Alexandra Cabot)

Genre: Romance/Smut

Rating: M

Summary: Olivia finds a new way to spend half-time.

Disclaimer: I do not own these characters. Don’t get weird with me, Dick.

Opening:

The way in which Olivia often chose to relax alluded Alex in the best kind of way that they were the perfect match. They couldn’t be more opposites if they tried. While Olivia enjoyed swigging her beer and yelling during Monday Night Football, Alex enjoyed expensive wine and a Virgina Woolf novel. Their pairing took more than the team by surprise - all except for Munch who could have seen it coming a mile away. He merely smiled, his face forming those warm, comforting wrinkles, as he placed his hand on Olivia’s shoulder and uttered “Captain owes me forty-dollars.” Alex enjoyed their contrast. Olivia did all the things Alex loathed to do. Laundry, cooking and spider catching. They were perfect, not just on paper, but in a practical sense. Their evenings never changed. Alex always found that perfect spot on the couch, wrapping Olivia’s legs around her and settling back against her chest. Feeling that warmth radiating from her skin and that overwhelming sense of safety as her arms would wrap around her shoulders and her lips would find her forehead. More often than not, Alex found herself falling asleep in the brunette’s arms only being woken ever so slightly as she was bridal carried to bed. For Alex there was no safer place than in Olivia’s arms.



Olivia both loved and hated the Knicks. She had supported them all of her life, ever since she was a kid - followed them wherever they may go, whether players joined or left. But nothing could have prepared her for the ongoing torment that was this Major League season. Saturday was the day, the day the Knicks faced the Miami Heat. It was time for them to regain their throne in Olivia’s heart and she was more than ready for it. Saturdays were Olivia’s favourite. Noah was usually at a sleepover at the McCann’s house which meant Alex and Olivia could have the evening to themselves. Though due to recent events, that time often didn’t work out as planned. They were either fearing for their lives or solving an unsolvable case. After everything that happened with Oscar Papa, Alex begged Olivia to take a break, but the brunette had other ideas. There were still more cases piling up and with Fin splitting his time between Manhatten and The Bronx, Liv was short on manpower. While their relationship wasn't exactly suffering, it wasn't exactly thriving. They barely kissed in recent months never mind anything else intimate.

In the past, their connection was stronger, it was only until a few months ago did it seem to dwindle. Before Noah made his way into their lives, they christened every room of their apartment from the bedroom to the breakfast counter. After Noah was born, they were confined to their bedroom or their ensuite shower. Olivia missed her wife's touch, the sound of her breath hitching in her chest as Olivia's lips would ghost down her spine. They always found time to be intimate, to show each other how much they loved one another. But Oscar Papa destroyed that passion and only left stress in their lives. Olivia wanted them to be what they once were, but she didn't want to put pressure on Alex. She fell in love with the blonde the moment she laid eyes on her. Their sparks flew as they continued to work together, late nights at the precinct, drinks on a Friday, all finally leading to them sharing a kiss in Central Park on their way back from the precinct Christmas Party. Their romance blossomed, becoming stronger and stronger as the years went by, but eventually - that came to a halt.

The night of the shooting would remain in Olivia's mind for the rest of her life. Her tears streamed down her cheeks as she put pressure on Alex's wound begging her to stay with her. The moment she was told in the hospital the blonde didn't make it, she felt her whole world crumble. She begged to see the body and say goodbye to the woman she loved, but they wouldn't let her - that's when she should have known something was up. When Alex appeared the next night, she begged to go with her but it was safer for Olivia to stay in New York and play the grieving widow, but she wasn't playing a role. To her knowledge, she was a widow - she had no idea if she was ever going to see Alex again. She fell into an empty shell of herself until Alex's return eighteen months later, but everything changed. Alex had moved on and it broke her heart. Upon her second return, they somehow managed to find themselves again. Late-night casework, drinks on a Friday, fighting, bitching, and flirting once again lead them to walk through Central Park, where Olivia told her she never stopped loving her. The two shared a kiss under clouded moonlight.

Their lives fell into place, married a year later, they welcomed Noah just another year after that. They lived a comfortable life, even through the struggles of SVU. They worked through some of the most haunting cases and even when things seemed so tough, they just held each other close at night and all the dangers faded away. They were the perfect match for each other and nothing could tear them apart, even if Oscar Papa came close.

Olivia groaned as she looked up at the TV taking another swing of her beer. Alex sat in between her wife's legs with her legs up on the open recliner resting back against Olivia's chest. She had a book open and a warm blanket covering them. She looked up at the TV for a moment and smirked before looking back at her book. The Knicks were losing by a lot and Olivia was very much making her feelings known about the state of the game. The end of the second quarter and things weren't looking good for The Knicks. Olivia took another swing of her beer and placed it on the end table next to the couch. Alex tilted her head, looking up at her wife who looked less than impressed at the TV.

"The Knicks losing?" Alex didn’t even look up from her book.

“Not rebounding the ball, not passing, just… a fucking mess.” Olivia groaned and rested her head against the back of the couch gazing at the ceiling.

“Maybe you should be a basketball coach instead of a Captain?” She chuckled turning the page.

Olivia rolled her head forward with a smirk, resting it on Alex’s shoulder.

“That would be nice, think of the pay raise… a lot more people hating me though.” She smiled and kissed Alex’s cheek.

“Mmm…” The blonde hummed half listening to her wife.

Olivia wrapped her arms around her wife’s waist, her eyes glancing at the book in her hands. Olivia’s eyes traced over the words and a smirk formed on her lips. Her eyebrows raised as she read the smut that was printed on the page. She pulled her bottom lip in between her teeth and turned her head to press light kisses on Alex’s neck, moving her hair to the side. Alex was starting to lose concentration. She sighed softly as she felt her muscles slowly relax under her wife’s lips.

“Whatcha reading?” Olivia asked in between kisses.

“Sapphic book I picked up from the bookstore last Sunday while you and Noah were at the arcade…”

“Is it good?” She asked ghosting her lips down Alex’s neck, finding that perfect spot below her ear where she placed a soft kiss.

The blonde shuddered and melted under her touch, she didn’t even reply, she merely tilted her head to allow more space for Olivia to kiss, breathing short little puffs of breath against goosebumped flesh. Alex closed her book, placing it in her lap, not caring if it fell. Her fingers tangled in brunette locks holding her against her neck. Olivia’s fingers slid under the hem of Alex’s tank top, running up her body to her breasts. Alex’s chest arched to her wife’s touch as she moaned again, pulling her bottom lip in between her teeth. Her gentle pants were all Olivia could hear, the TV now muffled with the half-time of the second quarter. She stopped caring about the basketball game as soon as her wife responded to her touch.

“Mmph, Liv…” She whined softly. “What about the game?” She added.

Olivia broke away from Alex’s neck, and the blonde whimpered at the loss of contact, she glanced up at the TV, Miami was still winning, and there was no chance of the Knicks catching up. She turned back to meet her wife’s gaze. Her fingers danced over Alex’s erect buds, softly massaging her breasts as their lips brushed. Olivia only had one thing on her mind and it wasn’t basketball. For months they had both been so touch-starved, barely sharing a kiss over the last stressful few months. They needed this, they needed to feel each other even for a moment. Olivia captured her lips in a passionate kiss as she continued to toy with her chest, her tongue slipping past Alex’s lips causing the blonde to moan again. Her mind became a haze, she felt Alex’s body tremble and this was just with a single kiss. Months of longing even though they were so close were coming to head and all that was needed was a clear sign to break the seal.

Olivia’s hand travelled down the blonde’s torso, she felt every muscle twitch and flex in its wake until she reached the hem of her shorts. She smirked when she felt Alex's hips arch to her hand, she raised an eyebrow as they continued their passionate kiss. Alex could feel shorts clinging to her core as Olivia ran her nails up her inner thigh. Her breath hitched, she could feel herself becoming a needy mess, just like before. Olivia always had this effect on her. She would bring Alex to her peak just by toying with and teasing her. She's the only person to ever have that kind of power over Alex. Reduce her to a whimpering mess begging to be touched. Olivia's nails dragged up the blonde's inner thigh, leaving a mark on sensitive flesh. The blonde groaned even louder arching once again to her wife's touch.

The book fell on the floor with a thump, however, Alex was too drawn to her wife's touch to care. Their passionate kiss ignited once more, moaning into each other's lips as Olivia's hand finally dipped into Alex's soaking wet shorts. The blonde moaned as she felt her wife's fingers run through her folds, playing with her arousal. After months of longing, she couldn't believe how wet she was. Even though they hadn't been intimate in such a long time, it wasn't due to lost desire. The stress of Oscar Papa, Noah finding his biological brother, and Elliot reappearing left such a mark on their lives that the thought of adding intimacy seemed exhausting. Now, the main stressor imprisoned, they were safe - Olivia and Alex could finally return to their relationship and melt into each other's embrace. Alex gripped the blanket with her free hand as she whimpered into their kiss. A sharp gasp from Alex as Olivia’s finger started to circle and toy with her nerves.

Alex adjusted on the couch, opening her legs for her wife, sinking to her neck where she found soft olive skin and laid her kisses. Olivia’s eyes fluttered closed and she let her wife explore her neck. Every soft little kiss, sent a wave through her body making her tremble for the night they had in store. The game restarted in the background, but Olivia was more or less preoccupied with her beautiful wife as she became putty in her hands.

She parted her folds, barely touching her, teasing her, making the blonde arch her hips to her touch but Olivia wasn’t going to give in. She moaned once again as their lips connected in a passionate kiss, tongues stroking and breaths hitching. Olivia’s fingers found Alex’s opening, the blonde groaned into their kiss as the brunette slide her two fingers inside. She couldn’t believe how wet her wife was, how easy it was to slide inside. Alex gripped the blanket tighter as her wife started soft, lazy movements at first. Soft strokes, in and out, building the tension more and more until finally, she increased the speed. Alex’s eyes rolled back in her head as she rested back against her wife’s shoulder. Olivia’s lips found her neck teasing the soft skin with sweet open mouth kisses. Alex’s body trembled, she pulled her bottom lip in between her teeth to stop her from crying out into their empty apartment. She was thankful they were alone and not locked away in their bedroom. Their sex life was too planned, too… organised, while it was still satisfying before the events of Oscar Papa, the predictions became stale. This was nothing but stale, this was everything they used to be. Spontaneous, arousing, and playful.

Alex could feel her climax growing. Olivia’s palm stroked against the blonde’s clitrous, her hand found Alex’s breasts, lifting her shirt and exposing her abdomen to the elements. Even though they were covered in a blanket, they were long since been held on by Alex, the remainder of the blanket was cast to the ground in a dishevelled manner. Finally, she felt her impending climax, her hips arched with every pleasurable thrust, and her whimpers became long drawn-out moans. Olivia smiled as she sunk her teeth into the blonde’s neck, sucking against salty skin. Alex’s eyes rolled again as her body came crashing down around her. She tipped over that peak, her inner walls clenched around her wife’s fingers and she became unravelled.

“Oh my god!” She called out into the space.

Her body shuddered as her core pulsated over and over again, Olivia continued to stroke her in and out letting her ride out the orgasm. Her toes curled against the recliner, squeezing closed and her grip was no more against the blanket. She hasn’t felt an orgasm like that in so long, her body was completely losing itself.

She finally settled back down to earth, her core twitching with the aftershock of her wife’s hand. Alex loosened her grip on Olivia’s hair and planted soft kisses on her cheek before capturing her lips in a soft kiss. Olivia smiled as they pulled away, resting their foreheads together.

“That was way better than a basketball game…” Olivia smirked.

“Uh-huh…” Alex replied breathlessly with a smile of contentment.

The blonde stood up from the couch, pulling her wife up with her. Olivia raised an eyebrow as she watched Alex pull her tank top off over her head and dump it on the ground next to them. Alex turned and walked towards the bedrooms at the back of the apartment glancing over her shoulder with a sway in her step. Olivia’s eyes widened, and she bit her bottom lip as she started to pull off her Knicks shirt chasing after her wife.

End.

[vintagerpg]

Children of the Night: The Created (1999) is one of the very last Ravenloft books, so late in the line’s life that it barely even has the logo on the cover. By this time, Wizards of the Coast was essentially shutting down TSR in preparation for the new 3E era. You can feel a lot of that 3E energy in this book. I mentioned on Monday that, to me, 3E excelled at finding ways to combine old concepts in new and exciting ways. That is very much on display here.

Here we have a clockwork man, a creepy wax work golem that recalls Vincent Price’s House of Wax (literally: that’s the name of the golem’s wax museum), a stained glass golem with personality, a golem made out of coins and more. My favorite is actually the cover golem, Azenwrath, a spell-rune construct made of sticks, paper and arcane symbols. It was once an evil treant that was killed, felled and turned into a number of wood-based products that retained fragments of its original personality and, gradually, came back together and reformed, not into a treant, but an insane eidolon forever searching for more pieces of itself. The adventure connected to it is very good, a nice bit of atmosphere whose solution nicely subverts D&D standards. The Lockwood cover is prettttty great. I like Kevin McCann’s work here as well — he seems to have developed quite a bit in the year since Werebeasts.

[medium-observation]

September Release!

The Lord of the Rings - Chicago Shakespeare Theater

August 28, 2024 (Matinée) - Medium Observation

Video

Cast:

Spencer Davis Milford (Frodo), Michael Kurowski (Sam), Lauren Zakrin (Galadriel), Ben Mathew (Pippin), Will James Jr. (Aragorn/Strider), Tom Amandes (Gandalf), Tony Bozzuto (Gollum), Alina Taber (Arwen), Eileen Doan (Merry), Matthew C. Yee (Boromir), Justin Albinder (Legolas), Ian Maryfield (Gimli), Jeff Parker (Elrond/Saruman), Rick Hall (Bilbo Baggins/Steward), Suzanne Hannau (Rosie Cotton), John Lithgow (Voice of Treebeard), Joey Faggion (Ensemble), Mia Hilt (Ensemble), James Mueller (Ensemble), Jarais Musgrove (Ensemble), Hannah Novak (Ensemble), Adam Qutaishat (Ensemble), Laura Savage (Ensemble), Bernadette Santos Schwegel (Ensemble), Ty Shay (s/w Ensemble), Luke Nowakowski (s/w Ensemble)

Notes:

Fantastic capture of this incredibly immersive and beautiful production. there is a bar in the bottom right corner of the screen that doesn't take away except for one moment where Gandalf and Frodo are talking on the stairs in act one, but overall I worked around it and you can always see Frodo and sometimes Gandalf. At points people are in the audience and I wasn't able to capture them but you can always hear them and I do my best to always try to make sure to capture anything in the audience that I could. Some washout and shakiness throughout.

NFT Date: March 1st, 2025

Screenshots: https://flic.kr/s/aHBqjBFvi6

Video is $20

Moulin Rouge! The Musical - First US National Tour

April 7, 2024 - Medium Observation

Video

Cast:

Christian Douglas (Christian), Nicci Claspell (u/s Satine), Amar Atkins (u/s Harold Zidler), Nick Rashad Burroughs (Toulouse-Lautrec), Andrew Brewer (The Duke of Monroth), Jordan Vasquez (u/s Santiago), Sarah Bowden (Nini), Renee Marie Titus (La Chocolat), Adea Michelle Sessoms (u/s Arabia), Max Heitmann (Baby Doll), Kamal Lado (Pierre), Tommy Gedrich, Tamrin Goldberg, Cameron Hobbs, Nathaniel Hunt, Chloe Rae Kehm, Melissa Hunter McCann, Luke Monday, Tanisha Moore, Kenneth Michael Murray, Elyse Niederee, Omar Nieves, Kent Overshown, Stefanie Renee Salyers, Connor McRory

Notes:

Really beautiful capture of Nicci, Amar and Jordan as Satine, Zidler and Santiago respectively. Some washout and shakiness throughout.

NFT Date: March 1st, 2025

Screenshots: https://www.flickr.com/gp/196227588@N02/a6RiV4g980

Video is $20

Beetlejuice - First US National Tour

June 30, 2024 - Medium Observation

Video

Cast:

Justin Collette (Beetlejuice), Isabella Esler (Lydia Deetz), Megan McGinnis (Barbara Maitland), Will Burton (Adam Maitland), Jesse Sharp (Charles Deetz), Sarah Litzsinger (Delia Deetz), Hillary Porter (Miss Argentina), Abe Goldfarb (Otho), Brian Vaughn (Maxie Dean), Maria Sylvia Norris (Maxine Dean/Juno), Madison Mosley (Girl Scout)

Notes:

Beautiful Capture of Abe, Larkin and Haley's last performance with the company. My camera was having a lot of issues for Act 1, 2 minutes is missing during ready set (still has audio), And then after every song there's a short 2 second blackout. Act 2 is perfect with no issues with my camera. Also the last US stop before a month break and then Mexico! Some washout and shakiness throughout.

NFT Date: March 1st, 2025

Screenshots: https://www.flickr.com/gp/196227588@N02/7B2h6860bv

Video is $18

Videos can be purchased through me at mediumobservationtrading@gmail.com

Discord Server: https://discord.gg/ZGMqkeb9p5

[satoshi-mochida]

Knuckles live-action series premieres April 26, trailer

From Gematsu

The Knuckles live-action series will premiere on Paramount+ on April 26, Paramount Pictures announced. It will consist of six episodes all released simultaneously, and is set between the events of the movies Sonic the Hedgehog 2 and Sonic the Hedgehog 3.

Here is an overview of the series, via Paramount Pictures:

The new live-action series will follow Knuckles (Idris Elba) on a hilarious and action-packed journey of self-discovery as he agrees to train Wade (Adam Pally) as his protege and teach him the ways of the Echidna warrior. The series takes place between the films Sonic the Hedgehog 2 and Sonic the Hedgehog 3. In addition to Elba starring as the titular character, Adam Pally reprises his role from the film franchise as Wade Whipple. The ensemble cast includes guest stars Stockard Channing (The West Wing), Edi Patterson (The Righteous Gemstones), Scott Mescudi (Don’t Look Up), Ellie Taylor (Ted Lasso), Julian Barratt (Mindhorn), Rory McCann (Game of Thrones), Cary Elwes (Mission: Impossible – Dead Reckoning), Christopher Lloyd (Back to the Future), Paul Scheer (Black Monday), and Rob Huebel (Childrens Hospital). Special guest star Ben Schwartz will reprise his role as Sonic, as well as special guest star Tika Sumpter, reprising her role as Maddie. Colleen O’Shaughnessey will also return as a special guest star in her role as Tails. All of the key creative team from the previous films have returned for the series, including the films’ director/executive producer Jeff Fowler, who directed the pilot episode and helped transition the film’s signature cinematic animation style to television, as well as Neal H. Moritz, Toby Ascher, John Whittington and Toru Nakahara, who serve as executive producers along with Idris Elba. Additional directors for the series include Ged Wright, Brandon Trost, Jorma Taccone and Carol Banker. The series was created for television by John Whittington and Toby Ascher, who is showrunning during production. Whittington, who wrote Sonic the Hedgehog 2, serves as head writer and wrote the pilot for the series. Additional series writers include Brian Schacter and James Madejski.

Watch the official trailer below.

Official Trailer

[leonardcohenofficial]

maddie can we have les mccann reccs??

eddie harris and les mccann's 1969 album swiss movement recorded live at the montreux jazz festival that year is in my top ten jazz albums of all time and is a pivotal album in the soul jazz movement; stormy monday (as sideman for lou rawls), mccanna, les mccann plays the hits, and a bag of gold are other near perfect albums in his vast discography

[your-divine-ribs]

Forbidden Part 6

Words: 3.3k

Warnings: SMUT! Degradation, spanking… I thoroughly enjoyed writing the next few parts 🤭

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'COURSEWORK EXTENSION APPROVED'

You can't quite believe your eyes, but it's there in black and white on the screen as you open up your emails. You've asked to borrow Lizzie's laptop whilst yours has a stay in the university library's PC Clinic. The bored-looking lady on the so-called 'help-desk' wasn't particularly helpful but she did promise to get one of the IT Technicians to take a look. You're not overly confident about them being able to recover any of your work, but it's worth a try.

You now have one more week to re-write your essay for Professor McCann and whilst the thought of having to put all that work in again fills you with dread, it buys you some more time that you desperately need.

You've had a pretty uneventful weekend, attending the usual bars and seeing the usual faces, flirting with the same tiresome boys who barely manage to pique your interest, let alone go any way to satisfying the need inside of you. All you can think about is the two gorgeous professors, one who fills you with exhilarating nervous energy and one who you just want to fully entice into corruption, both of them sparking a sinful desire in you that's just too tempting to turn away from.

You pick your outfit carefully, a tiny flared skater skirt over the skimpiest pair of lace panties, knee highs and a tight band tee that stretches pleasingly over your chest. It's probably a little much for a Monday morning lecture but you don't care. A shiver of excitement passes through you as you imagine Van's eyes raking down your body as you enter the lecture room. And they do. You can feel the heat of his hungry gaze as you walk past the lectern, shooting him a secretive little smile.

"Morning Sir..."

"Morning Y/N..."

You'd normally head for the back of the room, tuck yourself away where you could watch Van freely without participating too much in lecture discussions, but you don't do that today. You take a seat at the front, right in his line of vision, feeling bold.

Of course Van's lecture on Post-War Britain is perfectly engaging, particularly with his captivating teaching style, but you can't help your mind wandering. You let the soothing sound of his voice flow over you and your eyes follow him as he paces up and down the front of the lecture room, fixing him with a sultry smile each time he catches your eye, which is often. You begin to wonder how on earth he can deliver the lecture material so engagingly the way his attention keeps coming back to you, burning into you, roaming over the tightness of your t-shirt one minute and your bare legs under the desk the next. It's a large room and the seating is arranged in tiers to enable everyone an unrestricted view of the screen, and even the first row is raised in such a way that you know he's got a clear view right under your desk.

"So... is that clear everyone? If you've got any questions please speak up now."

He turns away from the screen to look around the sea of faces, alighting finally on yours as you look right back, catching your bottom lip in your teeth, your eyes wide and imploring. And then you open your legs.

There's a moment where you're sure Van's lost his train of thought, his eyes darkening and his jaw falling slack as he watches you slowly uncross and cross your legs, seemingly mesmerised.

"Sir... Van... Van... I have a question!"

Erica's voice sounds from behind you and you glance around to see her stretching up in her seat, her hand raised up eagerly, pointing skywards.

"Yes Erica, go ahead... Sorry I was in my own little world for a moment."

A flicker of a smile graces his lips as he turns his attention away, and you feel a flush creep on to your cheeks.

The rest of the lecture carries on in the same vein, but you restrain yourself from distracting Van too much. At the end of the day no matter how tempting he is, you don't want to completely bomb out of your degree and you have a lot of catching up to do.

"Right... that's it for today," Van addresses the class, and a twinge of excitement shoots through you as people start rising up out of their seats, a quiet murmur breaking out as they start to file out of the lecture room.

You take your time sliding your textbooks into your bag, head down but ears pricked, expecting to hear Van call your name, but it doesn't come. The room's getting quieter now as the crowd at the door disperses and you look up, your breath catching when your eyes lock with his.

He's leaning back against the lectern, arms folded across his chest, head cocked back, cool eyes fixed firmly on you. His expression's unreadable but it sets off a flurry of nervous excitement in the pit of your stomach.

The lecture room door slams shut as the last student slips through and the sudden noise makes you physically jump. Van's lips twitch into a smile at your reaction.

"Someone's jumpy today... you're not nervous are you Y/N?"

You straighten yourself up, standing tall, trying to show poise and confidence. "Why should I be?"

Van smirks back. "I don't know.... you tell me. Is there... I don't know... something that you'd like to share with me perhaps?"

There's an inference in his words and a lump forms in your throat which you swallow down. All you can think of is yesterday, kneeling on the floor of Professor Bond's office, the delicious feeling of his cock filling your mouth. You squirm where you stand, trying to maintain some sort of composure but it's impossible. The knowing look Van's giving you suggests that he already knows damn well that you've been up to no good.

"I don't know what you mean..."

Van's smile widens but there's something behind it, something wicked which sets your already frayed nerves even further on edge. Your pulse quickens as he pushes himself off the lectern and steps towards you.

"Oh I think you do." He pauses, and his next words make your heart stutter. "So... do you want to tell me what you were doing in Professor Bond's office Friday afternoon then, hmm?"

He comes to a stop right in front of you. You feel small around him anyway, but when he's looming over you like this you feel even smaller. You can feel your usual confidence shrinking, retreating into submission.

Surely Johnny hasn't told him? Surely he wouldn't have told anyone? The risk for him would be too great. Although you want Van to know that you've been bad and you've been fantasising about the thrill of him finding out, you're still wary. You've no idea what lurks below his personable, affable demeanour... what sort of deviant desires drive him.

Maybe he's just calling your bluff. He can obviously tell that you're embarrassed and he thinks that you're hiding something from him. That must be it.

You take a deep breath. You're a bad liar at the best of times and now Van's looking down on you with that scrutinising stare you know that you won't be able to fake it. You begin to talk, keeping your eyes cast downwards.

"I turned up to see you actually, but you weren't there. Professor Bond showed up and took me to his office... I was really upset see... because of losing all the work off my laptop..."

"A virus wasn't it?" Van asks and you quickly nod, still not looking at him, your eyes fixed on his chest and the little gold pendant you can see peeking out from the unbuttoned neckline of his shirt.

"And then... we... we just talked. He told me he'd speak to you... about an extension for my essay... because of what had happened. Oh, errr... thank you for that by the way..."

You trail off with a nervous little giggle, aware that you're faltering over your words and anxious sounding, not wanting to show your nerves too bad.

Van's silent for a moment, and when he speaks his voice is quiet but commanding.

"Look at me Y/N..."

You slowly raise up your head, trying to steady your breathing. Again he doesn't speak for a while, just fixes you with a steady stare. Does he realises how intimating he can be? Of course he does... he gets off on it, you can tell. You start to wonder what you've got yourself into here.

"Did he fuck you?"

His bold words catch you off guard and you instantly feel heat rise to your cheeks. You shift where you stand, anxiety lighting up all of your nerves.

"No!" You blurt quickly, like you're horrified at the suggestion. "Of course not!"

His eyes are blazing and you feel like he can see right through your innocent facade and into the very heart of you, all your shameful secrets and filthy fantasies laid bare.

"Don't lie to me," he warns, and one of his hands shoots up quickly, gripping your throat firmly just below your jaw. He leans right in, just inches away. "Because that wouldn't be very smart of you... and I know that you're a smart girl really."

You're shocked by the sudden dominance of his action, but even more shocked by the effect that it has on you. The simmering pulse between your legs which seems to take on a life if it's own, the flood of wetness which pools there. His face is so close to yours that you feel his warm breath fanning over your face as he speaks.

"I've known Johnny for a long time... in fact we go back years. We went to the same uni, formed a band together whilst we were there. I know him well... really well." He pauses, licks his lips. "He's a bad liar too..."

Your legs are trembling now, but not with fear. All you can think of is how Van's going to react when he finds out what you've done and what he'll do to you. The anticipation is turning you on beyond belief.

"Now are you gonna tell me what happened? I know something did. I'll give you one last chance..."

There seems like little point in carrying on with your lies now, and actually you find that you don't want to. You're filled with apprehension but it's not an unpleasant feeling. It's breathtakingly exciting, and you've not felt this alive in years.

You draw in a shaky exhale before you speak and when you do your voice is quiet, a subdued whisper. "I... I sucked… his cock..."

You can visibly see the shift in Van's eyes, the twist of darkness sparking in them, the sneer on his lips, the tightness with which he grips you. He heard you, you know that he did, but he asks you to repeat it anyway, revelling in your embarrassment.

"Speak up... I can't hear you."

Your cheeks are scarlet and your mouth dry, but the shame is just arousing you even more. Van's grip is so tight now that you have to take shallow breaths. You speak slowly and precisely, a challenge in your eyes which you know is bound to provoke him.

"I said... I sucked his cock." Then you add with a smirk, "He loved it... and so did I."

He wasn't expecting your insolence, but his shocked expression doesn't stay for long. It melts away quickly to be replaced by something dark and dangerous.

"Oh Y/N, you bad, bad girl... what am I gonna do with you, huh?”

And then he releases you quickly, swiftly stepping back, leaving you to stumble. You don't have a moment to even collect your thoughts before he's moving behind you, barking out a command.

"Over the desk... NOW!"

WHAT?

You freeze, stunned.

"I said bend over the fucking desk... I wasn't asking."

Your confusion clears quickly as you look down on the desk that you've been studying at all morning. The smooth white surface looks back at you and you imagine lying against it, face down, ass up. The view that Van will have of you.

"Of course, you're free to go... if that's really what you want..."

"No!" The word bursts out of you automatically without you even having thought about a response, the part of you inside which has been waiting for this moment, anticipating it hungrily, desperate for it. "I've been bad... really bad."

The need swells in as you see the darkness swirl in his eyes, predatory. "So you think you deserve to be punished then, huh?"

"Yes..."

"Yes... what?"

You gulp in a breath, your throat tight, your body thrumming with anticipation as you plant your palms on the desk, sliding them over the surface as you gradually lower your body down until you're flat on the desk. "Yes... Sir..."

"Good girl..."

Then there's quiet, the only sounds your short snatches of breath as you lie, prone over the desk, your head turned to the side and your cheek flush against the cool, smooth surface, waiting...

Just as you expected he draws out the tension. Your ears prick as you finally hear him shift, heavy footsteps across the linoleum flooring, bringing him closer to you until you feel his presence, a hand reaching over to push back a lock of hair off your face. His fingers trail softly over your cheek, a gentle barely there touch, a contrast to what you're sure you'll have to bear.

"I won't go easy on you," he warns. You stay silent, ready for him, your whole body bristling with tension and eagerness.

He trails his hand across your shoulders and down over the dip of your back, further and further, not stopping as it smooths over your ass and then the hem of your short skirt, indecent in this position as he grips it and slides it upwards, fully exposing you. You hear him sigh under his breath at the sight of you.

Your heart's thudding in your chest so hard that you can feel the beat ricocheting off the desk as you lie pressed against it. Then you feel his cool fingers sliding against your skin, caressing the smooth globes of your ass. Your body's so full of tension from his touch and you bite your lip, trying to stifle a needy whimper.

"Mmm... so pretty, it's going to be a shame to mark you up." His voice comes quiet, then a short pause before the pressure of his hand is gone a split second before it comes crashing back down, harsh, slapping against your bare skin.

You suck in a quick breath, wincing, a small whine escaping you, but you don't even have chance to process the sting before his hand is back with more force this time. Your body tenses from the shock of the sweet, sharp pain.

"I'm only just getting started..."

You can hear the smile in his voice as he speaks, you can imagine it stretched across his lips. You find yourself bracing, anticipating the pain, but you welcome it as he strikes you again and again. The sting quickly recedes each time to leave a hot, desperate glow inside you, a sticky wetness gathering between your thighs and soaking your panties through. You squirm, pressing yourself against the desk, trying in vain to relieve the ache.

"What's up baby? This turning you on huh?" His smooth voice comes from above. "You really are a dirty girl aren't you?"

Another slap, then he kicks a foot against one of yours, knocking it roughly aside, spreading your legs open wider. You gasp in surprise, the small bit of leverage you had at keeping your body steady gone as you flatten even more against the desk, clutching at the edges.

"What do you think Professor Bond would think if he could see you now, huh? Bent over for me, taking your punishment like a good little slut. I bet he'd love to see you like this. Maybe you wish he was here right now."

Another punishing blow that makes you cry out this time, tears brimming in your eyes.

"Well... do you?"

"Y-yes..." you manage in a shaky whisper.

"Yes... what?"

"Yes... yes Sir..."

This time when he strikes you, he doesn't pull back. His fingers smooth soothingly over your hot, smarting skin, sliding straight to the cleft between your legs, rubbing over the thin scrap of lace there.

You can't help the loud moan that bursts from you, and you hear him laugh softly. "Fuck... you really are desperate for this aren't you?"

He pushes a fingertip under the edge of your panties, nudging the material aside, sliding it against your slickness before dipping lightly inside you. You writhe against the desk, trying to push yourself on to his fingers. A plea falls from you as you grip the edge of the wood hard with both hands, your knuckles turning white. You need him so badly.

"Please Sir.."

He laughs again, teasingly. "So fucking needy..."

"Please," you repeat, ashamed but unable to stop yourself.

He rewards your desperation by plunging two of his long slender fingers straight inside you without warning, pumping hard and fast enough that you cry out from the blissful sensation. But there's no relief. Just as fast as they entered you he pulls them free, your pussy clenching around nothing.

"What did I tell you about being good?" He taunts, delivering another harsh slap to your skin before his fingers slide between your legs again, this time rubbing your clit firmly until your legs are shaking before he pulls away to strike you again. "Good girls don't act like filthy little sluts. Now are ya gonna be good for me?"

You're not sure how much more you can take, your arousal heightened by the sweet combination of the pleasure and pain, your body screaming for a release. "I'll be good... I'll be good!" You blurt, your voice thick with need and desperation.

"I don't think you know how to be good." He leans fully over you, the warm heavy weight of his body pressing you further against the desk as he coos directly into your ear. "But you'll learn. I'll teach you. Restraint. Discipline. Respect. When I'm finished with you, you will be a good girl. My good girl. You got that?"

You can hardly believe the words that you're hearing. It feels like you've fallen down the rabbit hole into a dark fantasy world and you might wake up at any moment. But you don't want to. Now you've had a taste of what Professor McCann has to offer you just want more. So much more.

His breath's hot in your ear, his weight pinning you down deliciously on the desk. "I said you got that?"

"Yes... yes sir," you utter quickly, hoping your compliance will earn you a reward. But it doesn't. He's finished playing with you for now, pushing off the desk and straightening up, moving to stand alongside you as you try to catch your breath.

You raise your head, still bent over, legs spread, full of need, and you watch him smirk, taking in your hopeless disappointment.

"Oh I think you’d better get up and sort yourself out. There's another class due in here in five minutes. Unless you want them to walk in here and see that pretty little pussy of yours on display.”

You flush at his words and he shakes his head, chuckling softly to himself. Then he delivers a swift, sharp slap to your ass which makes you yelp before he leaves the room, leaving you there unsatisfied and  desperate, aching longingly, and all for him.

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Van will burn in hell for announcing this first thing on a Monday of all days! 😭 like I’ve got a 1-1 with my boss and I pray I don’t accidentally share my screen on the teams call! My poor heart and lady parts can’t take it!!!!!

Omg you have a teams call at the same time? Good luck keeping your composure!

Once again Van “my timing’s impeccable” McCann lets another fan down 😂

[ncisladaily]

AGENTS ROUNTREE AND FATIMA ARE AMBUSHED WHILE SEARCHING FOR KILBRIDE, AND THEY LEARN THAT EVERY MEMBER OF THE TEAM HAS A HEFTY BOUNTY ON THEIR HEAD, ON “NCIS: LOS ANGELES,” MONDAY, JAN. 2

This Episode Is the Conclusion to the Three-Hour Special “NCISverse” Crossover Event with “NCIS” and “NCIS: Hawai’i”

“A Long Time Coming” – Agents Rountree and Fatima are ambushed while searching for Kilbride, who has been MIA, and they learn that every member of the team has a hefty bounty on their head. The NCIS team must save Agent Rountree and find Kilbride while every cartel, hitman, gang and psychopath hunts them down, on the CBS Original series NCIS: LOS ANGELES, Monday, Jan. 2 (10:00-11:00 PM, ET/PT) on the CBS Television Network, and available to stream live and on demand on Paramount+.* NCIS stars Gary Cole, Wilmer Valderrama and NCIS: HAWAI’I stars Vanessa Lachey and Yasmine Al-Bustami guest star in the episode, which is the conclusion to the three-episode crossover event with NCIS and NCIS: HAWAI’I.

REGULAR CAST:

Chris O’Donnell

(Special Agent G. Callen)

LL COOL J

(Special Agent Sam Hanna)

Linda Hunt

(Operations Manager Henrietta “Hetty” Lange)

Daniela Ruah

(Special Agent Kensi Blye)

Eric Christian Olsen

(NCIS Investigator Marty Deeks)

Medalion Rahimi

(Special Agent Fatima Namazi)

Caleb Castille

(Special Agent Devin Rountree)

Gerald McRaney

(Retired Admiral Hollace Kilbride)

GUEST CAST:

Gary Cole

(NCIS Special Agent Alden Parker)

Wilmer Valderrama

(NCIS Special Agent Nicholas “Nick” Torres)

Vanessa Lachey

(NCIS Special Agent Jane Tennant)

Yasmine Al-Bustami

(NCIS Agent Lucy Tara)

Kavi Ramachandran Ladnier

(NCIS Reserve Agent Shyla Dahr)

Lesley Boone

(Nina Barnes)

Maya Stojan

Jose Pablo Cantillo

Stephen Mendel

(Morgan Miller)

(Pierce)

(Jimmy McCann)

WRITTEN BY: R. Scott Gemmill

DIRECTED BY: Dennis Smith

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9/10 おはようございます。 Audrey Morris / Film Noir FF7845 等更新しました。

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Orioles' James McCann Drilled In Face By 95 MPH Fastball

Baltimore Orioles catcher James McCann was drilled in the nose by a 95 MPH fastball on Monday … but incredibly, the guy shook it off and stayed in the game!! The scary scene went down just minutes ago in the Orioles’ tilt with the Blue Jays at… from TMZ.com https://www.tmz.com/2024/07/29/james-mcann-face-95-mph-fastball-baltimore-orioles-blue-jays-mlb/

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Nikki McCann Ramírez at Rolling Stone:

On Friday, Robert F. Kennedy Jr. made a show of selectively exiting the presidential race and throwing his support behind Donald Trump, hailing the former president as a champion of free speech. Less than a week later, Trump is already promising to crush First Amendment protections if elected in November.  On Monday, Trump complained about pushback to a proposal to sentence people to a year in jail for burning the American flag.  “I wanna get a law passed […] You burn an American flag, you go to jail for one year. Gotta do it — you gotta do it,” Trump said.  “They say, ‘Sir, that’s unconstitutional.’ We’ll make it constitutional.”

People may tell Trump that jailing anyone who burns the flag is unconstitutional because burning the flag is protected by the First Amendment. In 1989, the Supreme Court ruled in Texas v. Johnson that while the desecration of the flag may be objectionable, “If there is a bedrock principle underlying the First Amendment, it is that the government may not prohibit the expression of an idea simply because society finds the idea itself offensive or disagreeable.” RFK Jr. has long claimed that the government is censoring him in various ways, and on Friday blamed his failed attempt at a viable run for the presidency on “16 months of censorship, of not being able to get on any network really except for Fox.”

Kennedy added that the Democratic Party had “become the party of the war, censorship, corruption, Big Pharma, Big Tech, big money.” He cited Trump’s stances on free speech, the war in Ukraine, and the war on children as his justification for endorsing the former president. “These are the principal causes that persuaded me to leave the Democratic Party and run as an independent, and now to throw my support to President Trump,” he said. The endorsement may have also had something to do with Trump’s receptiveness to bringing Kennedy into his administration if he wins. Earlier this month The Washington Post reported that Kennedy’s campaign had attempted to secure meetings with Vice President Kamala Harris’ campaign to discuss a potential role for him in her administration should she win the White House — to no avail. Kennedy held similar discussions with the Trump campaign in the time period surrounding the Republican National Convention. 

Avowed 1st Amendment enemy Donald Trump seeks to restrict the 1A if he is elected this November.

If you want to see the 1st Amendment protected, vote Kamala Harris!

[thebullitimes]

Changed traffic conditions on Lawrence Hargrave Drive at Wombarra

MOTORISTS are advised of changed traffic conditions from next week on Lawrence Hargrave Drive at Wombarra for safety improvement work to be carried out. Line marking and light reflective posts will be installed on Lawrence Hargrave Drive between the bus stop opposite Coledale Hospital to 70 metres north of McCann Circuit. Work will be carried out Monday to Friday from Monday 17 June, between…

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North End fail to sting the Hornets

A disappointing 0-0 draw at Vicarage Road was the outcome on 2024 Gentry Day as 2024 fans travelled to Hertfordshire to celebrate our annual event. North End probably had the best two chances of the game through Hughes and Keane but the home side were easier on the eye in a real dour mid table Championship encounter. I thought that a patched up midfield did pretty well on the day and that defensively North End looked generally sound enough. However at the other end of the pitch I thought we lacked the presence needed to worry a solid Watford defence and I suppose a no score draw was probably the most likely result given the way that both teams set up.

Ryan Lowe made three changes to the side beaten at Birmingham on Monday afternoon with Cunningham, Storey and Osmajic replacing Frokjaer, Holmes and Mawene. North End started brightly enough and Whatmough, playing in the centre of midfield had the first chance o f the game heading wide. Watford then began to settle and played some nice football without creating too many chances. Probably their best chance of the half came when Lewis fired over just before the quarter hour mark when he really should have scored. North End`s best chance of the half came when a cross found Hughes at the back post but the Welshman fired wide and held his head in his hands hardly believing that his first time shot had not gone in the net.

No changes for North End after the break and with a swirling wind slightly in their favour North End attacked their travelling support. North End started well enough but again looked powder puff up front not being able to wrestle with the Watford centre backs. There were a couple of half chances at either end but nothing really to write home about before North End had another great chance with twenty minutes to go. Will Keane hit a first time shot that should have given us the lead but the ball went agonisingly wide and we were left to rue what might have been. Ryan Lowe brought on Frokjaer and Stewart with ten minutes to go but it was too little too late in a game that North End needed to win to keep level with Norwich who are now seven points clear of us and we have just six games left to go in this campaign.

So a slightly deflating draw on the big day of the year for North End and hopes of the play offs are now disappearing into the distance. It looks like we will need to win five out of the last six games to have any sort of shout and with Norwich, West Brom, Southampton and Leicester to come that seems a pretty tall order to me. However it is never over till its over and North End must beat Huddersfield on Tuesday evening at Deepdale or it really is over and the club can put next years season cards on sale on Wednesday Morning. Yes, we had some key players missing but a bit of hunger was missing on Saturday at Watford just at the time of the season when you want your squad to be at its hungriest. We are still in their with a chance but it is a very slender one.

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WATFORD 0-0 PRESTON

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WOODMAN 7

STOREY 7 LINDSAY 7 CUNNINGHAM 7

BRADY 7 McCANN 7 WHATMOUGH 7 HUGHES 7

KEANE 6

RIIS 6 OSMAJIC 5

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SUBS

FROKJAER 6

STEWART 6

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MOTM: Andrew Hughes

Attendance 19,324

Preston Fans 2,022 (10.46%).

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Top 5 Podcasts Perfect for Your Trucking Journey

With a staggering 88 million podcast listeners in the country and an estimated annual growth of 20 million, podcasts have become an integral part of people's lives. For truck drivers spending long hours on the road, the monotony of solo driving can be broken with various options, and one excellent choice is listening to podcasts.

What Are Podcasts?

Podcasts, audio or video files available for download on mobile devices or computers, cover a vast array of topics. Coined in 2004 by Ben Hammersley, a BBC journalist, the term "podcast" combines "iPod" and "broadcast." Unlike traditional radio shows, podcasts offer the flexibility of on-demand listening anytime, anywhere.

The History of Podcasting

Often referred to as the "Podfather," Adam Curry, along with Dave Winer, played a crucial role in automating content delivery to portable audio players in the early 2000s. By 2005, Apple's formal support for podcasting through iTunes increased accessibility and convenience, marking a significant milestone in podcast history.

Why Should Truck Drivers Listen to Podcasts?

1. Free Downloads

Most podcasts are free, providing entertainment without added expenses. Downloading episodes allows uninterrupted listening, even in areas with weak cellular signals.

2. Variety of Content and Length

Podcasts offer diverse topics, catering to individual interests. Whether a trucker prefers a short, informative podcast or a longer, in-depth discussion, the variety ensures there's something for everyone.

3. Convenient Setting Options

Podcast apps offer customizable settings, allowing users to download episodes using Wi-Fi or cellular data, providing flexibility based on preferences and connectivity.

4. Wide Array of Topics

Podcasts cover an extensive range of subjects, including current affairs, sports, economics, fiction, history, comedy, and, of course, trucking. There's a podcast for every mood and interest.

How to Listen to a Podcast?

Using a podcasting app is the best way to enjoy podcasts. Popular apps include Apple Podcasts, Spotify, Stitcher, SoundCloud, TuneIn Radio, and RadioPublic. These platforms make it easy to discover, subscribe, and enjoy podcasts.

How to Find the Most Appropriate Podcast?

Most podcasting apps feature top charts, making it simple to discover popular podcasts. Users can also search for specific shows or interests, allowing them to tailor their podcast experience. Subscribing to favourite shows ensures a continuous stream of new episodes.

Popular Podcasts for Truck Drivers

While there are countless podcasts to choose from, here are five popular recommendations based on conversations with truck drivers:

1. Reply All

Hosted by PJ Vogt and Alex Goldman, Reply All covers a wide range of topics, offering a mix of news, humour, and internet trivia. With over 182 episodes on SoundCloud and a 5-star rating on Apple Podcasts, it's a favourite among listeners.

2. Myths and Legends

Hosted by Jason Weiser, Myths and Legends revisits ancient tales with a modern twist. With over 197 episodes, each around 45 minutes, it's an entertaining and educational choice for any drive.

3. Bill Burr’s Monday Morning Podcast

Comedian Bill Burr hosts this popular podcast, sharing his take on personal experiences, current events, and more. Released every Monday and Thursday, it's a humorous and engaging option for listeners.

4. The Joe Rogan Experience

Hosted by Joe Rogan, this podcast, launched in 2009, features lengthy conversations with a diverse range of guests. Known for its variety and depth, each episode, lasting around 3 hours, provides ample entertainment for long-haul truckers.

5. Trucker Dump Podcast and Blog

Hosted by Todd McCann, a truck driver since 1997, this podcast focuses on the trucking industry and community. With over 141 episodes, it combines education with entertainment, offering insights into the life of a truck driver.While these recommendations are based on conversations with truck drivers, it's essential to note that views expressed in the shows are not endorsed. The goal is to provide entertainment and variety for truckers during their journeys.